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  • They made ready the shuttles and one fighter for their expeditionary trip. It had been obvious for some time that the oasis could only support so much life. They needed to find a new home somewhere on the other side of the vast desert. One of the pilots and he had flown to the far side on a one day mission and found a few possible spots for a settlement. They only had a quick look from the air before they had to return to the oasis.

    There had been no contact from the old city states since they disappeared from the space port a month ago. Hopefully they thought the entire force had evacuated before the hole closed. A small company of the soldiers made a trip back after the evacuation to make sure there was no trace of them to be followed. The space port was deserted. They figured with the wormhole collapsing, there really wasn’t any need for a space port and it would probably stay abandoned.

    He and Angel discussed this coming trip to find a new home. Angel was beginning to tire easily and he hoped she would agree to stay behind, just this once for the baby’s sake. On the eve of the expedition, she held him close the whole night. She knew he was right about her staying, but was having a hard time parting with him. He told her he would be back before the month was out and this would be a good test of how far she could continue to communicate by thought. One last kiss and she turned back to their rooms. He watched her disappear before turning and climbing into the shuttle.

    As they drove away he felt a huge loss until he heard Angel in his mind, “I am with you always. Even if you can’t hear me, I will sense where you are and keep you safe. You are my life.” He immediately felt better and sent thoughts of his love back to her. He was in the pilots chair on this particular shuttle and it was one the soldiers brought with them. It was much faster than the one he was used to and it took some time before he was comfortable with it.

    There were a total of five shuttles loaded down with supplies and a mixture of Angel’s warriors and soldiers. At the speed they were traveling, even counting on stopping at dark, they should reach the edge of the canyon lands by tomorrow at dusk. Tomorrow morning one of the fighters would leave the oasis to check on their position and give them a course correction if necessary. Once they reached the other side and found a good landing spot for the fighter, it would be marked. They would feel better if they had a fighter at hand in an emergency.

    As they stopped and made camp for the night, he sent thoughts to Angel. She filled his head with her musical voice, “I can hear you loud and clear. You must be getting better at using your thoughts. Everything at the oasis is the same. I miss holding you, but I felt our baby kick this evening. Get a good night’s sleep my love.” And with that she filled his head with her glow and warmth. Our baby kicked he thought to himself as he drifted off to a peaceful sleep.

    He was awakened by one of the soldiers. They had posted sentries and were hearing strange noises across the dunes. They decided to load everyone and everything back into the shuttles and finish the night’s sleep in their safety. He heard the noises the soldiers were talking about and it didn’t sound like the wind.

    He and the captain of the soldiers climbed to the top of a dune and saw large spouts of sand thrown high into the air as a battle between two large creatures continued. Their shrieks and bellows filled the air. Luckily they were a long way off. He could only imagine the noise and quaking of the ground at close range.

    The light from three of the moons gave a glow that was bright enough to see by. They decided it was safe enough to continue on as long as they were all awake anyway. The further away from these two beasts, the better he liked it.

    As they moved out of the valley between the dunes, they slowly picked up speed. It was different than traveling by day. The air was much cooler and their eyes took a long time to become accustomed to the half light. They climbed to the maximum height the shuttles would climb to avoid any pitfalls hidden in the shadows. And each shuttle had one of the Falian warriors watch the far horizon. They had better eyesight than the humans and with their minds sensing for other minds, they hoped to avoid any more of the large creatures of the night.

    He thought about the sight of the large beasts fighting and it reminded him of pictures in books back on Earth of the prehistoric dinosaurs. He had to remind himself that this was not Earth and this planet may not have an ice age caused by a meteor strike to kill off the large beasts. He had to stop thinking in Earth terms. They must be open to new ideas and ready for anything.

    As the moons set and the first sun caused a false dawn, they neared the edge of the desert. The high canyon walls became visible in the growing light. They followed a stream through the opening of the canyon and slowed as they found a large green valley at the far end of the second boxed canyon. The walls of the red cliffs were honeycombed with interconnecting caves.

    They began their exploration in well armed groups of six. No one was forgetting the experience of witnessing last night’s battle. By noon, they had checked all the caves and found their way to the top of the mesa. It was a perfect landing place for the fighter. He sent his thoughts to Angel, and was rewarded with “I am able to see through your eyes. The view of the valley is wonderful. I can hardly wait to join you.”

    “Really? You can see through my eyes? Is this something new, or is it something you forgot to tell me about?”

    “Oops! I meant to tell you yesterday that I was getting visions of things you were seeing. I don’t know if it is because of our child, or if this is some new ability I have acquired. Have you tried to see through my eyes?”

    He concentrated on Angel and thought he saw a couple of flashes, like a flickering film; not clear enough to make out. He thought to her that he was getting something, but he couldn’t make it out. It was blurry and more like someone was drowning in an enclosed space.

    He heard her laugh, “It is because of the baby. Silly, you are seeing our child’s visions and he or she has enhanced my abilities to see yours.” He smiled and sent his thoughts of love to her, “I will be home soon. I am sending my love to our child too.” And after a small pause, “Send the fighter to our location. We will begin setting up our new home.” and he signed off to her. He stood and took one more look all around. In the distance it looked like a rainstorm was forming and headed their way. He watched it for a moment before turning and heading down to start their new colony…
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